All language subtitles for Wolf Hall 2015 S01E06 Master of Phantoms 720p BluRay HEVC x265 BONE.srt - eng(2)

Damn. When are we
going to eat? Cromwell!

I'm famished!

Which is your favourite, hmm?

It's quite pretty, isn't it?

It's just come from
the embroiderer, hmm?

Isn't it sweet?

For her little head.

Cromwell.

I'm told that when you
thought the King was dead,

your first action was to
send for the bastard Mary.

You did not think of me?

Or my daughter?

Or the child I
was carrying then?

I cannot hold the throne

for an infant in the cradle.

I cannot hold the throne
for an unborn baby.

I promoted you.

I am responsible for your rise.

And at the first opportunity,

you've betrayed me.

Madam, nothing here is personal.

You think you've grown great.

You think you no longer need me,

but you've forgotten
the most important thing,

Cromwell.

Those who've been made

can be unmade.

I entirely agree.

We want the concubine ousted.

We know you want it, too.

We?

My friends in this matter
are very near the throne,

those in the line
of old King Edward,

Lord Exeter, the
Courtenay family,

Lord Montague, his
brother Geoffrey Pole,

Lady Margaret Pole.

These are the principal
persons on whose behalf I speak,

but as you will be aware,

the most part of England would
rejoice to see the King free of her.

I don't think the most part
of England knows or cares.

What do you require of me?

We require that you join us.

We contend to have
Seymour's girl crowned.

She's known to
favour true religion,

and we believe she will
bring Henry back to Rome.

And this is our
difficulty, Cromwell.

We know you're a Lutheran.

Me? No, sir.

I'm... I'm a banker.

What will happen to Anne Boleyn?

Don't know.

Convent?

Look at this little doggy.

Oh, why are you so sad, Mark?

You have no business being sad.

You're here to entertain us.

For heaven's sake,
stand on your feet.

I do you a favour
by noticing you at all.

Well, what do you expect?

Do you think I should talk to
you as if you were a gentleman?

But I can't do that, Mark,

you see, because you
are an inferior person.

No, madam,

I don't expect a word.

A look suffices me.

Well?

Aren't you going to
praise my eyes now?

Why do you encourage that boy?

All manner of puppy
dogs are encouraged here.

Some are coming
in and out of season.

Are you referring to me, Norris?

I could happily give this puppy dog
a kick in his ribs that he won't forget.

No kicking in my
chamber, if you please.

He has himself agitated
because he thinks I come here

to cast my fancy at Lady Mary.

We all know he hopes
to marry her himself.

But really, I come here
for the sake of another.

And do you know who that is?
- No, tell me.

I can't guess.

Is it Lady Rochford here?

Surely not one so old.

No, it is yourself, madam.

Perhaps you should
kick him, gentle Norris,

for the honour of the
Queen of England.

Ah, here's the man for me.

Will Brereton's one who
shoots his arrows straight.

What's to do here?

Everyone's been fighting,

and all because
of that boy Mark.

I think you should be
dropped from a great height,

just like your dog Purkoy.

Do that again and
I will hit you back.

You're no queen.

You're just a knight's daughter.

And your time has come.

Harry, do me a good turn.

Take away my brother's
wife and drown her.

Anne.
- What?

Didn't you swear you'd walk
barefoot to China for me?

I think it was barefoot
to Walsingham I offered.

Perhaps you can
repent your sins there.

Because if anything
happened to the King,

you'd look to have me.

Oh, yes, you see now, Mary,
why he hasn't married you yet.

It's because he's
in love with me.

Or so he claims.

And yet he won't prove it

by putting Lady Rochford in a
sack and dropping her in the river!

Will you spill all
your secrets, Anne,

or only some?

Oh...

Get him back.

It was idle talk. Get him back.

Get him back and
he'll swear on the Bible.

He knows me to be a good wife.

Get him back! Harry!

Henry had heard about
the fight with Norris.

We could all see it
from the courtyard.

She had her hands...

You know the
King's great tapestry

where the Queen clasps
her hands together?

He didn't look persuaded.

Did you not go to
her, to comfort her?

She being your mistress?

No, I came looking for you.

Before they were married,

Anne used to practise with Henry

in the French fashion.

You know what I mean.

Lady Rochford, I have
no idea what you mean.

Oh, you think you can shame
me out of saying what I must say?

I'm no virgin girl.

She induced him

to put his seed otherwise
than he should have.

Now, Henry calls it
a filthy proceeding.

But God love him, he doesn't
know where the filth begins.

My husband George

is always with Anne.

He's her brother. It's natural.

There's nothing
natural in George.

And nothing is forbidden.

I've seen them kiss.

Brothers may kiss their sis...

His tongue in her
mouth. Hers in his.

You want me to record that?

If you're worried you
won't remember it.

Why would she do such a thing?

You know why.

The better to rule.

Suppose she gets a boy
and it has Weston's long face?

Or looks like Will Brereton?

They can't call it a bastard
if it looks like a Boleyn.

Be advised by me.

Speak to no one.

Be advised by me.

Speak to Mark Smeaton.

We can leave that here, Mark.

I thought there was
to be a great company.

I thought I was
going to entertain you.

Make no doubt of it.

You see, Mark,

my master the King

and my mistress the Queen

are at odds.

Everyone knows.

And my dearest wish
is to reconcile them.

Well, the word at court is

you're keeping company
with the Queen's enemies.

How else am I to find
out their practices?

Ah.

If only I could believe that.

Well, I don't blame you, Mark.

There's such ill-feeling at the
court, no one trusts anyone.

But I've come to you because,

well, because you're
close to the Queen,

and I'd really love to know
why she's so unhappy,

and if there's anything
I can do to remedy it.

It's no wonder she's unhappy.

She's in love.

With whom?

With me.

You're amazed.

I'm not as amazed
as you might think.

I've seen how she looks at you.

And it's no surprise that any
woman would be drawn to you.

You're a very
handsome young man.

We thought you were a sodomite.

Richard.

I'm as good a man
as any of them.

Of course you are. And the
Queen would give you a good report.

She's tried you,
found you to her liking.

I can't discuss it.
- No. No, you mustn't.

But we can assume. She's
not an inexperienced woman.

I think she would not be
interested in anything less

than a masterly performance.

Well, I will say this.

We men born poor

are in no ways
inferior in that way.

How true.

Though the noble gentlemen like
to keep that secret from the ladies.

They wouldn't want the
competition, would they?

If you mean she has other
lovers, I wouldn't know.

Haven't asked her.

But they're jealous of me...
- Are they?

Weston and Norris, those lords.

Mmm.

They call me boy,
but they're jealous.

Mmm.

Well, perhaps she tried them
and they were a disappointment.

And you take the prize.

How often?

You have given us
two names, Mark.

Now name the others.

And answer Master Richard.

How often?

Mmm-hmm, perhaps
you're wise not to speak.

Best to have it
all written down.

The council will hardly
believe it otherwise.

They'll be amazed
at your success.

Jealous.

'Smeaton, what is your
secret?' they'll demand.

And you'll answer,
'Ah, I can't impart.'

But you will impart, Mark.

You'll do it freely,

or you do it enforced.

Seat yourself, pretty boy.

I take it back.

I... I can't give you any names.

I don't know how I
came to say what I did.

No, nor do I. No one
hurt you or coerced you.

You spoke freely. These two
gentlemen are my witnesses.

I take it back.

I don't think so.

Tell us about your
adultery with the Queen

and what you know about her
dealings with the other gentlemen,

and if your confession
is true and full,

perhaps the King
will show you mercy.

Would you like to spend ten minutes
alone with Master Richard here?

Five would do it.

We'll write down
what you say, Mark,

but we won't necessarily
write down what we do.

Oh, God.
- Do you follow me?

Mother Mary, help me.

I can't tell you
what I don't know.

Can't you?
- No.

Well, then you'll have to be
my guest for the night, Mark.

Please.

Well, there aren't
many men alive

who can say they
took me by surprise.

Years of being despised by
lords has made a boaster of him.

Sometimes I think I should
have taken him in here.

I don't want him hurt.

If we have to torture sad
creatures like that, what next?

Stamping on dormice?

Tell Wriothesley
to come tomorrow.

What is this?

It's where the phantom lives.

In you go.

Let me out!

Please let me out!

Let me out!

Henry Norris,

Francis Weston and
William Brereton...

And Francis Bryan.

Richard Long, Walter Walshe...
- You had to do with the Queen.

How many times?
- A thousand.

Three or four.

Richard.

Go to the King at Greenwich.

He'll be expecting you.

Trust your message to no one.

Put the word in
his ear yourself.

Ed.

Tell Henry Norris to
return from the field.

Ride with me, Harry.

Where to, my lord?

Let's talk, you and I.

Cromwell.

I hear the singer
sang to your tune.

What did you do to him?

There's a pretty ballad for you.

The King fingers his lute

while his lutenist
fingers his wife.

You have the warrant, my lord?

Perhaps this will teach
Henry to listen to me.

Uncle.

Lord Chancellor.

Master Treasurer.

And Cromwell.

The man I created.

He created you, in turn, madam.

And be sure he repents of it.

Oh, but I was sorry first.

And I am sorry more.

Ready to go?

I don't know how to be ready.

Just come with us.

I'm to blame.

I suspected her,
and did nothing.

I...

I never had a better opinion
in a woman than I had in her.

I can't believe she's guilty.

Except, I know your highness
would never go so far if she weren't.

She deceived all of us.

When I look back,
it all falls into place.

So many friends lost,

alienated.

Worse...

When I think of Wolsey.

The way she
practised against him.

She said she loved me,

but she meant the opposite.

I've written a play.

A tragedy.

My own story.

You should keep it, sir, till we
have more leisure to do it justice.

But I want you to
see her true nature.

I believe she has committed
adultery with a hundred men.

But her brother...

Is it likely?
- Well, I doubt she could resist.

Why spare?

Why not drink the
cup to its filthy dregs?

Count Wolsey, we
are fetching you to hell

where our master Beelzebub
is expecting you to suffer!

Beelzebub will have
you joint his venison.

He's heard of your
skill as a butcher!

I know why I'm here.

My wife.

What has she said?

Whatever it is, you can't hold
me on the word of one woman.

Well, there have been other
women who've been recipients

of your gallantry, George.

You've always regarded
women as disposable.

What...

You're going to put
me on trial for gallantry?

I didn't know it was a crime to
spend time with a willing lover.

It is when that
lover is your sister.

My family has served the
King of England for generations.

I have been at the side
of Henry since I was a boy.

I love him like a brother. I
would never forget my honour.

Never.

Do you want me to write it
on the wall for you, Norris?

She can't give him a son.
He wants another wife.

She won't go quietly.

Is that simple enough
for your simple tastes?

She has to be pushed.
I have to push her.

Well, you'll get no
confession from me,

or Brereton either.

You'll not torture gentlemen.

The King wouldn't permit it.

Well...

They don't have to be
formal arrangements.

I could put my
thumbs in your eyes,

and then you would sing
Green Grows the Holly

if I asked you to.

Huh?

Let's go back.

I remember in the
late cardinal's time

one of your household
killed a man in a bowls match.

Well, the game
can get very heated.

The cardinal thought it
was time for a reckoning,

but your family impeded
the investigation,

and I ask myself, 'Has
anything changed since then?'

John ap Eyton had a quarrel with
one your household only recently.

So, that's why I'm here.
- Not entirely,

but let's leave aside your
adultery with the Queen

and let's concentrate on Eyton.

Blows were exchanged,
a man was killed.

Eyton was tried and acquitted,

but you, as you have
no respect for the law...

I have every respect...
- Don't interrupt me!

...you have the man
abducted and hanged.

You think because it's only
one man, it doesn't matter.

You think no one will
remember, but I remember.

You think you can do anything

because Norfolk favours you...
- The King favours me.

Does he? Does he?

Well, you should complain
about your lodgings then,

shouldn't you?

Francis Bryan has
been explaining it to me.

Bryan.

Bryan is an enemy of mine.
- And I begin to see it.

How a man may
hardly know his sister.

She grows up in France.
They meet as adults.

She's like him, yet
not. She's familiar.

And yet she piques his interest.

One day his brotherly embrace
lasts a little longer than usual.

The business
proceeds from there.

Perhaps neither of you felt
you were doing anything wrong,

until some frontier was crossed.

I refuse to answer this.

Did it begin before
her marriage to the King

or afterwards?

Brother George, that
must have been a surprise,

rivalry from that quarter.

Though the morality of you
gentlemen astonishes me.

I have no opinion on George.
- No opinion of incest?

You take it so quietly, I'm
forced to think it must be true.

If I said it was,

you'd only accuse me of trying to
divert attention away from myself.

You know me too long, Harry.

Oh, I've studied you.

Studied Wolsey before you.

That was politic of you. Such
a great servant of the state.

And such a great
traitor at the end.

I remember a certain entertainment
at court. Do you remember?

A play

in which the late cardinal
was set upon by demons

and dragged down into hell.

That's why?

It...

It was a play.

It was a joke. You can't...

You can't seriously...
- Life pays you out.

Don't you find?

But Mark Smeaton...

What has he done to you?

Oh, I just don't like
the way he looks at me.

I need guilty men, Harry,

so I found men who are guilty,

though not
necessarily as charged.

Good morning.

I'm not long married.

I don't know if you
know that. I have a son.

Henry...
- You have debts

to the tune of a
thousand pounds.

Why the devil bring that up?

No one expects a young
gallant like yourself to be thrifty.

These debts are more
than you can reasonably pay.

So your own extravagance
gives people to think,

'What expectations did
young Weston have?'

We know the Queen
gave you money,

and a thousand
pounds is nothing to you

if you hope to marry her after
you'd contrived the King's death.

I see how it'll weigh
when it's given in evidence.

I've undone myself.

I don't blame you, Cromwell.

It's just...

I thought I had
another 20 years.

Well, we know not the
hour, do we, Francis?

There's no reason to live,
I've lost everything anyway.

I've lost my voice.

Are you finished?

Has he denounced the others?

Do you want us to make him?

What, do you think I'm
too soft on young men?

Do you want us to
draw up charges?

Yeah, the more the merrier.

Forgive me, I have to piss.

Traitor.
- Traitor!

Traitor.

Traitors!

My wife is with her

and her aunt, Lady Shelton.
- Hmm.

How is she?

Sometimes crying,
sometimes laughing.

There's something she said.

I only mention it because you
told me to report everything I heard.

Go on.

When I told her she would
stay in the same room

she had before her
coronation, she said,

'It's too good for me.

'Jesus have mercy on me.'

She's not worthy, it's
because she's guilty.

What is it she's done?

Is it something we
haven't even imagined yet?

Would you like
your furs brought in?

The ermine.

And I don't want these
women. I want my own women.

Lady Kingston is...
- Your spy.

Your hostess.

Am I a guest then?

Am I free to go?

I didn't think you'd
object to your own aunt.

She has a grudge against me.

All I hear is tutting.

Do you expect applause?

You won't speak to me
that way after I'm released.

I don't know why the
King's holding me here.

I suppose it's some
sort of test, isn't it?

I want to see my brother.

That's a foolish demand
in the circumstances.

My father.
- Oh, don't expect help there.

Thomas Boleyn looks
after himself first and last.

I should know, he's my brother.

Help the King.

Unless he's merciful, there's
nothing you can do for yourself.

But you can do something
for your daughter.

For Elizabeth.

The more penitent you show
yourself through this whole process...

The process.

And what is this process to be?

The confessions of the
gentlemen are now being compiled.

What?

You heard him.

They'll not lie for you.

The gentlemen are
to be tried together.

You and your brother, being
ennobled, are to be judged by your peers.

You have no witnesses.

When you were at liberty, madam,

your ladies were
intimidated by you,

forced to lie for you.

Now they are emboldened.

I'm sure they are.

The way Seymour is emboldened.

Tell her for me,
God sees her tricks.

No.Just tell me.

You don't believe these
stories against me, do you?

I know in your heart you don't.

Do you, Cromwell?

I only have a little neck.

So it will be the
work of a moment.

You said when the King was dead,

you would choose one of
these men to be your husband.

But you can't say which
yet. Did you say that?

You must answer aloud.

No.

Read me your charges.

Put them to me, one by one.

The places, the dates.

I'll confound you.

Did you not affirm that you could
never love the King in your heart?

No.

Did you not at various times
and places, by kissing, touchings

and other infamous incitations,

induce Francis Weston
to be your concubine?

No.

Did you not make gifts of
money to Francis Weston?

Yes.

Silence.

Silence!

On this page are words

the Queen is said to
have spoken to you,

and which in turn you passed
on. Do not read them aloud.

Just tell the court, do
you recognise them?

'The King cannot
copulate with a woman.

'He has neither
skill nor vigour.'

I didn't say that. These
are not my words.

I don't own them!

You do now.

Having been found unanimously

guilty...

I'll do slaughter!

...thou shalt be burned
here within the Tower,

or else to have
thy head smitten off

as the King's pleasure...

What are you talking about?

These fellows say
I've got it wrong.

They say I have
to say burn only.

The phrasing is the King's

and don't tell me what
we can or can't do,

we never tried a queen before.

Finish what you say.
- Sit down.

Head smitten off,

as the King's pleasure shall
be further known of this matter.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Your Majesty.

Majesty.

Majesty.

Why does she keep
looking up at the Tower?

Because she thinks
there's still hope.

So she will not be able to
tell me from the other officials.

To save her alarm.

Good Christian people,

I am come hither to die.

For according to the law, and
by the law, I am judged to die.

Yeah, I can't hear her.

You think she'd speak
up for her last words.

Hmm.

I am come hither
to accuse no man,

nor to speak anything of that whereof
I am accused and condemned to die.

But I pray God save the King,

and sent him long
to reign over you

for a gentler nor more
merciful prince was there never.

And to me was he ever good,

a gentle and a sovereign lord.

And if any person will
meddle of my cause,

I require them to judge best.

And thus I take my
leave of the world

and of you all,

and I heartily desire
you all to pray for me.

O Lord have mercy on my soul.

To God I commend my soul.

How will you do it?

She kneels.

There is no block.

O Christ, have mercy.

Jesu receive my soul.

If she is steady, it will
be over in a moment.

Between heartbeats,
she knows nothing.

If she is steady.

Well, I can answer for her.

Put your arm down.

Put your arm down.

Apportez l'epée.

We do not want
men to handle her.

It's a little late for that.

Right.

I'm off to tell the
Seymours it's done.